I can't tell you how pleased I was with Father's Day this year. Maybe it was because I was here with the clan, something we haven't done together for many years; I was either up North or Brendan was in the Army. Anyway it was a great and special day. I tried earlier to make it a Father's Week, but that didn't fly, so I settled for a day.
Everyone showed up at Shawshank, the oldest being me, and the youngest our dear Norah. We grilled (actually I forced Drew and Brendan to do it by claiming ignorance, neither of which disputed it) brat burgers, hamburgers and hotdogs. Then everyone went to the pool (twice actually) and had a rousing game of Marco Polo while grandpa took care of Norah.
Everyone showed up at Shawshank, the oldest being me, and the youngest our dear Norah. We grilled (actually I forced Drew and Brendan to do it by claiming ignorance, neither of which disputed it) brat burgers, hamburgers and hotdogs. Then everyone went to the pool (twice actually) and had a rousing game of Marco Polo while grandpa took care of Norah.
Getting Norah settled and Drew playing Angry Birds.
Brendan and Rachel fixing the burgers.
Yup, that's all of them in the pool and me and Norah chillin' and taking pictures.
Some obscure pool game called Marco Polo.
Thanks for a great day, guys.
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